Apr 11
Don't aim to be a star
They spend life wading aimlessly
Giving out their light slowly
But all they get is the reality that
They will burn out and die
As if they never even existed
They spend life wading aimlessly
Giving out their light slowly
But all they get is the reality that
They will burn out and die
As if they never even existed
The night sky is lit up with stars... and beautiful constellations.
Enchanting
Enchanting
